{"id":12442,"date":"2015-06-14T01:13:53","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T05:13:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=12442"},"modified":"2015-06-14T01:13:53","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T05:13:53","slug":"sestina-in-the-round","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/sestina-in-the-round\/","title":{"rendered":"Sestina in the Round&#8230;."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When the stars shine<\/p>\n<p>they erase some illusion<\/p>\n<p>and even the mystical<\/p>\n<p>is included in this universe.<\/p>\n<p>Too new to remember.<\/p>\n<p>Too old to forget.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And yet, we do forget<\/p>\n<p>to observe, to shine,<\/p>\n<p>and reflect, and remember.<\/p>\n<p>This is all illusion.<\/p>\n<p>Our fabricated universe<\/p>\n<p>is an assault on the mystical.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Is the wonder of the mystical<\/p>\n<p>what we need to forget?<\/p>\n<p>To appreciate the universe<\/p>\n<p>in which we too shine,<\/p>\n<p>what is the illusion?<\/p>\n<p>Do we choose to remember?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Why would we remember?<\/p>\n<p>We shroud ourselves in a mystical,<\/p>\n<p>masterful illusion.<\/p>\n<p>Is it time to forget<\/p>\n<p>we were created to shine<\/p>\n<p>and illuminate the universe?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It is only the universe,<\/p>\n<p>a Source we must remember in order to shine.<\/p>\n<p>To reflect the mystical<\/p>\n<p>we must forget<\/p>\n<p>the illusion.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A long dream is our illusion.<\/p>\n<p>It exists outside the universe<\/p>\n<p>where we forget<\/p>\n<p>to remember<\/p>\n<p>our mystical<\/p>\n<p>shine.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Awaken from the illusion to remember!<\/p>\n<p>The universe is our marker in the mystical.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t forget to shine.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When the stars shine they erase some illusion and even the mystical is included in this universe. Too new to remember. Too old to forget. &nbsp; And yet, we do forget to observe, to shine, and reflect, and remember. This is all illusion. Our fabricated&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":667,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[15,949],"class_list":["post-12442","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-poem","tag-sestina-in-the-round"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12442","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/667"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12442"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12442\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12544,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12442\/revisions\/12544"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12442"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12442"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12442"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}